"Sans, you realize that quiche is like pie, just without dessert stuff," Papyrus insisted.

Sans chuckled. "i suppose you're right bro, but is it bad to have some variety?" He reached over and preset the oven to 375° Fahrenheit. He grabbed a medium skillet from out of the cabinet and set it on the stove. He peeled the garlic in a blue bubble of magic to prevent the garlic's papery outer layer from falling into the pan. Blue magic minced the garlic into smaller pieces. A half-cup of butter was placed in the pan.

Frisk stared in awe as Sans did his work. He was lazily using magic for most of the physical tasks, but it was still impressive.

Sans clutched the skillet and a spatula. Blue magic turned the stovetop on. He began to stir the melting butter around. The minced garlic sat on an unused cutting board until the butter was melted. With a smirk, he levitated the garlic to the now-buttered pan.

"Sans, you're not cooking correctly," Papyrus insisted. "You're supposed to go all out when cooking. You're barely lifting a finger! How are you to show your passion through the fire if you're too lazy to move the dial by yourself?"

"relax bro. it'll come out well." He stirred around the butter and garlic mixture until the garlic was browned.

Sans took the spinach from off the counter and dumped it into the pan. The bag of chedder cheese floated over to the skillet and opened over it. Cheese poured from the bag into the mixture. The empty bag of cheese floated the to trash and fell in. Sans stirred around the mixture once more. Salt and pepper floated from the counter and shook over the mixture. After a couple of shakes, they were put back. Sans hit the spatula against the skillet a couple of times and placed the spatula on the counter. Using blue magic, Sans picked up the skillet and poured the contents into the two pie crusts. He took out a mixing bowl and set it on the counter.

"hey kiddo, wanna help me with something?" Sans held four eggs in the air with magic.

Frisk nodded. And grinned. "Yeah!"

Sans chuckled. "how 'bout chara and asriel? do you guys wanna take a crack at this whole food-makin thing?"

Chara shrugged and walked with Asriel and Frisk to behind the counter.

"gonna take that as a yes. once you crack your egg, open the egg over the bowl. try not to get eggshells in it, if possible."

Each child took and egg and cracked it on the counter. They emptied the content of each egg into the bowl and threw the eggshells away. Toriel walked to the counter as the children left. "May I crack an egg?"

Sans nodded and handed her the last egg. She walked around the counter and gave him a peck on the top of his head. Sans blushed and grinned at Toriel. "same instructions, but i think you knew."

Toriel nodded and cracked the egg over the bowl. She guided the three children and herself to the sink to wash their hands.

Sans grabbed a whisk and quickly stirred the eggs. The gallon of milk floated over the bowl and poured a cup of milk into the mixture. He grabbed the oregano, basil, salt, and pepper, and shook it inside the egg and milk mixture became a creamy yellow color. Sans grabbed the bowl and poured the mixture into the two pie trays. He placed them both in the oven and set the timer for fifteen minutes. Sans walked to the couch and plopped down. "just gotta wait for the timer at this point."

"You'd better not take a nap," Papyrus grumbled. "I will throw you outside if you do."

Sans chuckled. "if i were to take a trip to snoozeville, i'm sure the house wouldn't be that safe. so nah. no nap." He stretched and set his feet on the coffee table. He picked up the remote and turned on the television. He stared at the screen as he watched a rerun of a show featuring Mettaton. Toriel and the children made their way back to the living room.

The timer went off with a series of beeps. Sans quickly made his way over and pulled the quiches out of the oven. He sprinkled cheese on the top and set them back in. The timer was set for thirty-five minutes. Once again, Sans made his way over to the couch and gazed his eyes at the television.

"We'll host a shooting video game booth," Mettaton insisted. He wore a pair of headphones on his head.

Sans' eyelids grew heavy as he heard the repeated dialogue.

"Oh darling! Do not tell me that this is so," Mettaton EX protested on the screen. He made over-exaggerated movements to show his fake anguish. Special effects made Metatton EX look blue and made him appear to have no feet. He wore headphones around his neck. His eyes were red.

Chara laughed at the screen. "Yup. Your precious friend doesn't remember you." This snapped Sans out of his daze.

"Chara… this is supposed to be heartbreaking," Frisk muttered.

Chara scoffed. "Well then he needs to stop acting all cheesy."

Asriel shrugged. "She has a point. At least this isn't eleven hours of rose petals showering over him."

"I'm afraid so. She was killed that day as well. And now she has no memories!"

Mettaton let out a gasp. "Nooo!"

"And really," Chara started. "I get that people were confused and disappointed with the original, but did they really need a remake that was not only genderbent, but featuring Mettaton? Nothing against him, but it looks like he barely read the script."

Frisk shrugged. "Maybe it's because of copyright?"

Chara slammed her hands on the ground. "He's playing Takane and Ene! He needs to act more tsundere for Takane and act like a prankster for Ene!"

Gaster shushed Chara. "Cali's still asleep."

Chara crossed her arms. "This is a disgrace."

"You really get into your shows, huh," Asriel asked.

Chara frowned. "It was not just a show. Also a manga and a group of songs. All of which I got into yesterday."

Toriel tapped her foot on the ground. "Ah. So you did stay up late yesterday. I thought so."

"Moooom! It was getting to a good part! Don't blame me! Blame the snakes!"

Toriel chuckled.

Sans sat up and chuckled. "looks like alphys might have a new anime buddy."

Chara frowned and crossed her arms.

The timer beeped. Sans jolted and made his way to the oven. "no need to explain." He pulled the quiches out of the oven and set them on the counter. "they gotta cool for ten minutes, so go ahead and rant more about how it ruins the romance thing. i'll go get mom."

Chara scowled. "I said nothing about her romance!"

Sans laughed as he walked up the stairs. "figured you were heading towards that direction kiddo."

Chara pouted. "Well it's true…"

Sans snickered as he took the last step onto the second floor. He walked down the hallway and stopped at the last door. He knocked lightly. "hey mom, made dinner. gonna join us?"

There was a groan from the other side of the door. "I'm tired," Calibri slurred in a tired speech. Her voice was muffled.

Sans shrugged. "good enough for me. there'll be food in the fridge."

"Got it…"

With that, Sans walked back down the stairs. "i know how it is to want a little sleep," he muttered as he yawned. He rubbed his eye socket. "good thing it's almost time for bed. just get through dinner sans. just eat and you can sleep."

And done! Okay guys, I'm sorry I didn't update this thing for more than a week. My laptop charger broke so I needed a new one, especially to write a cooking chapter. Glad I got a replacement.

In my time away from my laptop, I have discovered mpre vocaloid songs than I already knew as well as a series I wasn't aware was a series. (I want to protect the children but I can't ;~;)

Anyway hope you liked this chapter. Goodbye guys!